08-31-2016, 09:43 AM
Anton, like Methos, was in his element - possibly a little more. The discrete roar of the crowd was a little more normal for Anton. Fingers moved with practiced ease over the keys as they finished the first song. Methos introduced him, and Anton stood giving a wave and slight bow before sitting back down.
Methos took requests for the second and final one. The first song shouted out was turned down. No covers. Anton smiled and went directly into the introduction as the second song was requested and accepted.
Bradley was at the bar with a very attractive young lady. Anton offered her a smile and nod before turning back to the piano. He rarely let himself get attracted to others. Although he could control his sentience, it was often difficult if it got to a point where physical contact happened.
But still, she was very attractive, so the smile came nonetheless. The bartender had made four very bright drinks, one of which Bradley and the young lady had. The other two sat waiting, and he assumed they were for him and Methos. Anton had to watch it. He had several drinks already, and it was difficult to focus when you were drunk. It was a lot easier to get overwhelmed with the emotions of others when intoxicated.
Anton followed Methos in tempo and style, catching all the nuances. Finally he closed his eyes, letting the music envelope him.
Methos took requests for the second and final one. The first song shouted out was turned down. No covers. Anton smiled and went directly into the introduction as the second song was requested and accepted.
Bradley was at the bar with a very attractive young lady. Anton offered her a smile and nod before turning back to the piano. He rarely let himself get attracted to others. Although he could control his sentience, it was often difficult if it got to a point where physical contact happened.
But still, she was very attractive, so the smile came nonetheless. The bartender had made four very bright drinks, one of which Bradley and the young lady had. The other two sat waiting, and he assumed they were for him and Methos. Anton had to watch it. He had several drinks already, and it was difficult to focus when you were drunk. It was a lot easier to get overwhelmed with the emotions of others when intoxicated.
Anton followed Methos in tempo and style, catching all the nuances. Finally he closed his eyes, letting the music envelope him.